Friday, April 16, 2010

New Moon

poets understandably appreciate appreciation
who are these people who show up listen raptly
buy books rattle the air with excited talk it's fun

beyond points the purity replaces ruined worlds
we all grew up lost mothers loves remembering
recaptures immediate wit without compromise

I am not seeking perfected form too late that
path exhausts my salvaged stamina repairing
to the bed before the new moon sets in glory

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